Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Split Persona ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Split Persona

Disclaimer: DO NOT own DBZ… wish I did though…

Warning: This story contains foul language and possible lemon. Definite lime. Enjoi!

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Trunks woke up after an intense night of sleep. The visions of his dark dream began to fade instantly, making him more pissed off then the already was. He rose from his tangled covers and made his way to the mirror.

Standing before it, Trunks gazed into the depths. His eyes were not his usual sapphire blue, but a darker shade with red lining. Trunks blinked once, twice, and examined the rest of his body. Everything else seemed normal.

"Damn it!!!"

He was so shaken up, but there was no one he could talk to right now. Goten was off training with Gohan and Goko in the woods, and would not return until the day after tomorrow. Bulma and Vegeta, well, let's just say that he knew better not to wake Vegeta up, and if he tried to wake Bulma, that just was another way of getting Vegeta pissed. For a second, Trunks considered calling Pan, but he dismissed that idea a second later. He knew that Pan would never care about him. She had her own life, and he was not in it, no matter what everyone else told him.

Trunks glanced over at his alarm clock, which displayed the time of 3:30 AM. He sighed, and then laid back down on his bed to try and fall back into his slumber.

Trunks was running through a dark, lonely forest. Something was behind him, chasing him into a swampy area. He whirled around to find nothing there, nothing anywhere. He sighed, and then gasped as his foot was tugged with incredible force. He felt his body plunge into the sticky, muddy mess of the swamp. Try as he could, he could not get out. He screamed, and felt his body transform into SSJ, but it was not enough.

He sunk deeper into the mud, and he prepared to wake up. He knew this dream; this dream was like all the others. He would wake up now, he would wake up now, he… wouldn't. His vision clouded over as he went under the mess. He struggled to breathe, but no air came into his empty lungs. Just as he felt death take him, a voice screamed, "YOU'RE MINE!!!"

Trunks awoke again, but this time he just simply smiled. He walked over to the mirror, and stood there staring at his reflection. After about 3 minutes, he pulled his arm back and let it fly through the mirror. He pulled back, and licked the blood off of his knuckles.

He smirked, and walked into the bathroom to shower.

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Sorry so short, but I promise that I will hurry my lazy ass up and get those chapters in. Give me some feedback as to whether or not I should put a lemon in this between Trunks and Pan? REVEIEW!!!

~~~DarkDreamer~~~